Tuesday, February 10, 2009

I was walking down a long cement corridor with a bunch of other people, but the corridor turned into a vertical tunnel. I had to carefully stairstep down a ladder while bracing myself against the wall. If I wasn't careful, I would fall the rest of the way down the tunnel (ouch), but if I just took things slowly and methodically, I'd reach the bottom safely.

I did reach the bottom safely, and here I received contacts at a discount, and a massive goodie bag filled with disposable razors and other toiletries and cosmetic samples. Score!

Let's hope a PhD comes with more than a few razors and free bottles of Prell.

About Me

My husband and I live in Seattle and have two kids. I am a clinical researcher, and I also dream of attending Fashion Week in New York and Paris, resuming the piano lessons that I stopped when I was 8, and writing a screenplay about...something.